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I invented necromancy and the windmill. I beat the sun in a poker match during the summer of 1273 and God hasn't felt the same since.


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“Blessed” to have a guide is an interesting choice of words that doesn’t get a remark out of her. What does get a remark out of Katrina however, would be the allegedly sacred daggers that Osric pulled out. Katrina suppressed the urge to gag. The color from her face drained slightly. ”Sacrosanct or not, you’re going out there, the first thing you’ve got to understand is that you’d best not be pushing for a chance to stab any demons with those things. You get close enough that those things get their use, you get close enough to have your bloody head shredded off.” Katrina, the roving demonologist who stabbed things and lived under rocks, was saying this to a monk and… Hunter? She didn’t care though. These people hadn’t been outside this village in a while, if ever. Katrina experienced things they hadn’t, and those things were going to keep them all alive.

”Don’t rely on getting in arm’s reach of a demon, else you’re dead to rights and back. You’re not Omida.”

And then came her friend with benefits.

Revna just seemed to appear out of nowhere when the anklebiter was giving Katrina the funny looks. Revna scooped her up and bear-hugged her. Did they know each other? Katrina wasn’t particularly aware of Revna’s social life- the thing she understood most about Revna were the tall woman’s curves. But being another outsider, this sorry shitshow was one leg closer to surviving the first hour past the barrier.

”She’d better be a devil with that bow of hers. Safest bet between that, a sword and some shiny daggers too big to throw. Unless one or both of you can conjure up some holy flame from the sky, I’m not betting on either of you in a knuckle-bang with demons of the Deep.” Katrina may have been cynical about her outlook on this, but her point was that discretion is the better part of valor, especially in the apocalypse. Ever the optimist, Katrina looked around. Revna did have a point about the group.

”Give me a break- There will be others, won’t there? Surely.”


I have arrived
Hi me it’s me the tank writer

Not dead, just hanging back still so everyone can do things and interact before I storm the gates lol.

More characters are always awesome.

The bigger we get the more it seems like a discord server would be helpful to communicate back and forth. If anyone needs help I can set one up.

What do you think about that? @Ace of flames01




Katrina had gone back to the Forlorn Hope for a bit to consider what that Osric guy has said. She made her decision over a cup of beer that tasted like watered down grog and tasted half as strong. She thought these people would be a bit less pitiful, but they were in just as sorry and sad a state as her journey all the way to these damn mountains. If anyone was going to deal with demons, they may as well have had an expert that didn't spend all her days holed up in some monastery. Katrina trudged her way down to the center of the village. She was a bit more rugged in her appearance- Katrina wore a long leather cloak with an occasional tattered bit of damage around the edge. Under it, she wore a rough fabric shirt and thick worker's gloves. She showed very little skin in general. She had a somewhat large satchel slug around her side and a sheathed dagger on her left hip. As she approached the two horses, Katrina saw Osric and some... Literal child talking to him while armed with a bow and arrows. They were talking to each other like they knew one another.

Katrina approached them. She lowered the hood of her cloak and they could now see her face. Faint scars littered the corners of her face. But the more striking thing was her uncannily blood-red eyes, which made one's spine feel a chill when they made eye contact. She wasn't particularly tall, but something about her felt... Ominous.

"What in Heaven's damned name is there a kid on this pilgrimage of yours for?" She asked, as she made her presence properly known. "Heard about your plan to take that cup to the priory. I've been that way before, and you damn sure aren't surviving between the two of you. Name's Katrina. Came to keep you from getting yourself killed past the barrier." Her arms were crossed, and she had something of a resting bitch face going on. Not a particularly soft atmosphere to give off for first impressions.
Katrina's just gonna barge in like "whats with the child"
I stopped existing for a moment

I exist again now though. So I’ll see what I can write.

Also, just a thought but a discord server might help us communicate back and forth. What do you think? @Illogical Jim


Jack Hawthorne

Location: Limbo
Skills: Extra-planar Navigation
Spells: Twilight Doorway
Outfit




How many years had it been? Jack could… Scarcely recall. He had once been a close companion of the X-Men in another time and place. Charles Xavier and him spent many hours of the day discussing secrets of their unique worlds- Of deep magic and powerful mutation. Once, the two even took a trip into Jack’s mind to confront something that Ororo likely recalled. Of course, Jack himself was a wizard, and not a mutant, but he still considered Ororo, Charles and the other X-Men friends.

”Red- Ah, yes. The cloak… Where do I even begin with this? I was simply minding my business at the Twilight Pass, when this cloak found itself to me. And the Eye of Agamoto as well. Stephen Strange has left this mortal coil at long last, and it would seem that I and two others have been chosen as his successor to the mantle of earth’s Sorcerer Supreme. Just as the Eye rested over my neck, a portal whisked me away to the world of Limbo. I met two others- Madalyn and Annika. They were also given a cloak and eye. Why he chose three and not one, I do not know. Just moments ago, we met a friend of mine- The late Belasco’s daughter. Apparently, Magik killed him.”

”I opened a portal to take a shortcut to a place that Ananym- His daughter- Was leading us to… And the exit overlapped a stepping disc. That is how I find myself here now,” Jack continued. ”I… Did not expect to be here. This is a pleasant surprise, but a surprise no less. What year is it here? How long has it been since we last spoke?”

Whatever her answer, it was surely longer than Jack had realized. Long ago, he could’ve stayed in one place with her and the rest of the X-Men. He and Charles made progress in unseating a great monstrosity from his inner mind. But for his own shortsighted reason, the shadow-walker left in the dead of night one evening, leaving only a brief note behind that thanked them all for their kindness.

Such was his way, to always keep moving forward.

Leah Jordan

Location: Framework
Skills: Battlefield Manipulation
Today’s Fit





What in the god damn fuck was that fucking guy? And why did he have a fucking volcano in his left tit?! Leah didn’t know that Diana was the one at the wheel right now, so the conclusion she came to was that Usagi must’ve been into some weird shit. Then again, it didn’t take Mr. Krakatita to extrapolate such information. He was swinging around a giant fuck-off flaming axe- That much she did understand and watched it sail right over her head. This was a time to open up herself, and so she reached deep into the ground to rip it apart. Alas, Leah overestimated her control in this current situation, so she didn’t get the boulder to loose itself from the dirt, only raising the ground by about half a foot. In the time it took her to focus on this, Mount Mammary got in a good swing.

Leah blacked out and woke up back on one of the pedestals. She looked herself over and, holy shit. She was normal again. Whatever the hell Zarina did to her was undone… The pain stopped. She was shorter, and felt none of that burning power inside her chest anymore. Leah stayed there for a moment, staring at her hands as if she had gone crazy and just missed the gray skin she had moments ago. What happened to her? She was trained to deal with curveballs for years, this shouldn’t be affected her this badly. Why? Why?

She took in a deep breath.

The wind does not move the mountain, She thought to herself. It comes, and it goes. It was a way to remind herself to be a rock, and that she had to be better than this. It was a simulation. A test. A game which one or two of them had godlike control over. So, detached from the battlefield, Leah put her strategist skills to proper use. Leah saw Ed and Zarina both gunning for a weapon. If those two both worked together then they could theoretically snap Magma Milkers out of existence. But she doubted they would coordinate like that. Even if they did, Usagi was holding the reins to end all reins, and so this would go on until they amused her or all wiped. This must’ve been an “impossible odds” situation. One to determine how they handled themselves in a situation where they couldn’t win to begin with.

For all intents and purposes, they were playing a game- and Usagi was the opponent. How do you win a game without a viable win condition? You don’t. If they can’t win, then Usagi couldn’t lose. But if Leah’s team didn’t actually lose either… No, the simulation would just escalate past their abilities.

Unless they did well enough now.

Leah re-entered the battlefield, walking up to Victoria’s side and staying there. ”He’s huge, and has a lot of reach. If we stay out of it and keep him in his then he can’t hit us with that axe. I can’t make quicksand without April. But…”

Leah bent down and slammed both of her hands into the dirt. She poured her power into it to turn the ground under the Voluptuous Volcano’s feet into a huge pit of fine sand. Ideally, his mass would cause him to sink like a rock when he shuffled around, causing him to get stuck.

”Do you think Zarina could glitch in a few phaser rifles on vaporize to fuck him up?”



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